Sear Me

'As I draw up my breath, And silver fills my eyes I kiss her still, For she will never rise. ..... Love's golden arrow At her should have fled, And not Death's ebon dart To strike her dead.' (copyright: My Dying Bride, 'For My Fallen Angel') Actually the drawing was done without reference to this song, but after I finished it, these lyrics came to my mind, and I thought they fit so well I had to put them here, too! Originally, the drawing was part of a series of works: 'The Angels of Darkness', and the central idea was that of freedom, of escape from a world of chaos, into a better one, be it even through death.